| Lyrics: | Verse One: Demon
My click is in it til it's over, never sober
Bustin over, layin Elaine
with the cane and the Rover
Pray to Jehovah, for the nigga with the Ruger
The young Don, the
Heron mover
You know my hustle, I bring the fo' pound to the tussle
Motherfuck your pit with
no muzzle
So chill cuzo, let me blow for my niggaz
Runnin round, get down like motherfuckin
gorillas
Shorty bop the wolop, in the spot with the dollop
Pot full of acid, I got the game
mastered
Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin money
It could be a hundred degrees and
never look sunny
Black I'm tryin to live, somethin got to give
But everyday's the same old,
runnin from po-po
Mom think I'm loco, cause I sell crack and puff cocoa
Yo, it's the style
see it's still the same
And when worse comes to worse, I steal the cane
Papi know my face,
so he don't expect it
Runnin from the gutter so he gots to accept it
Stripped his ass naked,
then I put a slug in him
He just another motherfucker, ain't no love in him
I put a bug in
him, never sleep on one who never slept
I take my last breath every time I hit the meth
It's
the D to the E, M to the O N
Blowin, steady playin shotgun, throwin
Don't you see the shorty
with the baseball cap
Don't make me flip motherfucker with this baseball bat
Best to brace
yo' gat, 'fore I brace mine, cause I lace nine
From yo' dome to yo' motherfuckin
spine
Chorus: Puff Daddy
I be, that nigga that yo' niggaz can't fuck wit
That
nigga that yo' bitches wanna creep wit
That nigga that you can't get along wit
Playa hate
but you wanna do a song wit
That nigga that you see in the videos
That nigga with the jewels
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